A LOOK INSIDE

A LOOK INSIDE THE SECRET OF IMMORTALITY: THE TOMBMAKERS VILLAGE

Tom walked briskly to his office at the university, which he’d done hundreds of times before. But this was the first time he felt like he was being watched. Unnerving. Sure, it was 3:30am, so some sort of spookiness was acceptable, but something just didn’t feel right. He walked faster. He got to the Adams building, unlocked the front door and shut it quickly. Relief sped through his body. A few minutes later he was huddled over his laptop screen, coffee in hand and silence all around. From the outside, the Adams building was dark except for the faint light emanating from Tom’s office. A man stood motionless in the shadows beneath the maple trees on the hill opposite the building.

Instinctively Tom grabbed his tennis racket that was resting up against his desk, as it had been for two years, and held it out as if he was about to make a line drive to win the Wimbeldon final. The sweat rapidly accumulated on his forehead; his heart beat frantically. The rattling stopped. Now what? Keys fumbled in the keyhole. Eventually the door opened. The man turned the light on and saw Tom five feet away, now poised to deliver a winning overhead serve into the man’s face.

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